Clunky Boobs

Although I hadn’t really been thinking about buying another house so soon after my divorce, there was a place for sale that kept catching my eye every morning as I drove to work. It was a fixer-upper, but had loads of charm and I began wondering if it was just what I needed to keep my hands, and my mind, busy. I slowed down enough one morning to scribble down the agents info listed on the sign out front and gave him a call later that afternoon.

Well, Joe sounded like your typical retired curmudgeon-turned-realtor, but after he rattled on about his hectic schedule and gave me his pitch on the house I set up a time to view it that evening. (more…)

Sandy was nervous as she sat in the waiting room of Frederico, one of New York’s finest photography studios. It was a week before her husband Dean’s birthday, and she had decided to surprise him with a set of sexy “Boudoir” pictures that he had been hinting at wanting for a number of years. She had heard that this photographer was renowned for eliciting from people their very best and sexiest spirits, without resorting to nudity or graphic sexual expression in the portraits that he took. He apparently had contracts with a number of magazines such as Vogue, Playboy and Elle, and he reportedly studied under Francesco Scavullo, the photographer who made Cosmopolitan magazine so famous for its sexy front cover models. Sandy did not feel particularly sexy that day, in fact feeling self-conscious for even having the nerve to pose for a sexy shoot. (more…)

I turned over in my bed and watched my lover Adrian with a possessive smile. When he slept he had this adorable smile that made me wonder what evil plans he was cooking up. I let my eyes slide to his six pack, and then further down to his cock. I could hear him snoring lightly, so I decided to wake him up in the most pleasurable way I knew how. Stealthily I moved until I was kneeling next to his hip. I leaned over and took his penis into my warm, wet mouth, licking and sucking gently. His cock responded eagerly, hardening and lengthening under my affectionate attentions. I heard Adrian grunt and his hand came up to tangle in my hair. (more…)

Today was supposed to be a good day. It was today that I came home with dinner and flowers, waiting to spend a quiet night at home with my woman. What do I walk in on? A dude sitting in MY chair with MY woman’s mouth on his dick! Needless to say that is over. So that is why I am sitting here watching the dryers spin. Red, blue, black and white blobs going round and round. What a gyp. We were on page 82 of the Karma Sutra…and now what? I got my left hand.

The door opened and the bell rang, interrupting my thoughts. I turned, curious as to who would be out this late doing laundry as well. A girl walked in, clad in sweatpants rolled over her hips and a small white T-shirt. Her nipples poked through, making it obvious that she was braless. She carried a basket in her arms, loaded with clothes. She blew upward to get her dark bangs out of her hair. She set her basket down a few washers down from me, I could not help but notice the sweet curve of her ass as she bent to pick up a pair of panties that fell on the floor. She looked up at me sheepishly…and smiled. I do not know what came over me, but I had to say something. It was hard to speak, as I felt myself pressing stiffly against the zipper of my jean shorts. I had run out of underwear the day before and was bare beneath. My palms were sweating, I rubbed them against the legs of my shorts and stammered… (more…)

I know why I am single. It has nothing to do with my looks or how I am around others. Overall, I am an attractive woman, moderately successful, and comfortable with who I am and why. Social situations came easily to me in that I never feared talking to others or making friends of them.

My problem lies with the fact that I am a homebody at heart. I take more pleasure from staying at home with a good book than I do from a night out with the girls, unless of course, the mood to go out hits me. A big night for me is a few good movies, a bottle of wine, and a tub of popcorn. (more…)

I’m a teacher. I teach several classes and have many students. For the most part my students are smart, inquisitive alert, attentive, respectful and quick to respond. When I’m teaching, I’m alone. I’m the source and the resource for my students. Like any leader, I’m expected to know what I’m doing and where we’re headed. As the leader, I’m alone. I’m expected to present material, guide in the learning experience, and occasionally be a father confessor. But, I am alone.

I live alone and not by choice. I drive alone, eat alone, and come home alone. I wash my own dishes and clothing and I clean when I want. I do my own shopping and buy what I want. I eat and wear what I want. I generate and pay my own bills. I intentionally bother no one, and I’m usually bothered by no one. I seldom have visitors and I seldom visit. (more…)

“This series was one of the first stories I’d ever written, back in 2002. Parts 1 and 2 are rather short, but once the story gets going I hope you enjoy the ride.

NOTE: Someone plagiarized Parts 1-3 and posted them under the title “Screwing the Sorority” on Literotica. These illegal postings have since removed. I am specifically re-posting this series now so that you will be able to enjoy Part 4-6 and the side-story even if you’ve already read “Screwing the Sorority.”"

*Part 1: Two Guys*

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True to his word, Billy let me sleep in. No wake up calls no sexual interruptions. He was even super quiet when he came back from the casino. He wanted to wake me up to tell me he had won 5 thousand, but knowing how beat I was, let me sleep. I woke up refreshed and ready. I looked over at Billy, he was also awake. “So, any big plans for me today? I inquired. He had a big smile on his face.

“Well, topping last night would be pretty hard, but I do have something interesting planned for this evening. First things first, we have to be out of the hotel by one, so we better get a move on.” (more…)

*Chapter 6: Continued Fun*

A week after Kathy and Dick got back home she asked if he was ready to find some couples to swing with. “That was a lot of fun screwing with Sue, Jim and their friends. We both enjoyed it. I think that it’s about time to look for some friends to party with here.? What do you think?”

Dick looked up from the book he was reading and smiled. “I thought you would never ask about finding another couple or two to fuck with. What took you so long? I can think of several couples to try with but we have to be careful.” (more…)

The next morning I got up when David”s alarm clock sounded. We showered together, taking a little longer than usual. While David put on his work clothes, I picked out a fluorescent orange bikini.

“Going to lay out and get some sun today?” David inquired.

“I”m going fishing with Frank this morning.” I responded, smiling. “Frank does most of the fishing, I do most of the laying in the sun.”

David and I stood in the driveway, kissing each other “good-bye”. He took the opportunity to run his hand down the back of my bikini, giving my butt a few gentle squeezes. I fought back by pressing my body hard into his. (more…)